The Italian restaurant on Broad Street buzzed with activity.
My eyes scanned the crowd until they eventually landed on Erica, sitting at a corner table. She waved me over with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
“You look amazing, sweetheart,” she said as I approached, standing to give me a quick hug.
"Thanks, you too." I said as my eyes fell on her jacket. It was a stunning emerald blazer that complemented her pregnancy glow perfectly. "That jacket is gorgeous. Is it new?"
She smoothed the fabric, with a proud smile. "Thanks! I picked it up at this boutique in Rittenhouse Square. The sales girl said it was perfect for my complexion."
"She wasn't wrong. The color makes your eyes pop," I said as I settled into my seat.
"You know, I've been thinking about updating my wardrobe
